Page 6 of Christmas Cowboy


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With the radio playing, and conversations happening, Jill looked at Slate again. “Have you decided if you’re going to stay at Hope Eternal?”

He shook his head, his slate-gray eyes still sparkling under that cowboy hat. “What do you think? Should I?”

“Do you hate it?”

“No.”

“Do you like it?”

“You know what? I actually do.”

Jill looked up at the charcoal-colored cowboy hat. “I mean, the hat fits, right?” She smiled, and it was easier than the one she’d practiced in the bedroom. The smile she could give him felt as easy as the flirty ones she’d doled out at the previous weddings she’d attended.

“So you’re saying if the boot fits, wear it?”

“Sure,” she said. “You have a nice room here. The Annex is big and air conditioned. You like the job. You look the part.” She reached over and smoothed down his tie from where it had stuck on his lapel. Something hot and charged zinged through her, and her eyes immediately went back to Slate’s.

He’d felt that, Jill could tell. She could no longer hear Hannah and Michelle talking, and if there was music playing, it wasn’t reaching her ears.

“Okay,” Slate said. “I’ll stay.” He shifted his shoulders so he could lean his head closer to hers. She actually leaned into him too, ducking her head so he could whisper in her ear. His hand landed on her knee, and Jill pulled in a breath as sparks shot up her leg and down to her toes.

“For you, Jill,” he said. “I’ll stay for you.” He took her hand in his then, and his was so much bigger than hers. Warm, and large, and everything a cowboy’s hand should be. Jilllovedholding hands with a cowboy, and she smiled to herself as he settled their joined hands on his leg and looked out his window, the conversation obviously done.

The conversation her heart was pounding out to her brain wasn’t done, but Jill didn’t even listen to the two of them. She closed her eyes and leaned against Slate’s shoulder, her fingers twined nice and tight with his.

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